Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again! Chapter 699: The Scent Comes from a Woman’s Intuition

The diners had just settled in at the square table when more dishes began streaming out from the kitchen.

"Oh, I just noticed that the arrangent of these dishes seems to have so significance. Is this a series of dishes?"

"Let count... 88, 89, 90... Wait a minute, could this be the legendary 108 banquet of traditional dishes from our Empire?"

"Hey, you’re soone who eats Western food every day; how do you know these rare terms?"

"Ha, you know, I actually heard it from foreigners. My friends who study abroad always ask where they can try the 108 banquet. I told them this antique is practically extinct now; I haven’t heard of any Chinese restaurants that would serve it."

"I never expected that just across from the Famo Mansion, in such a trendy place, there would be a hidden antique treasure shop where we could eat the legendary 108 banquet!"

"You all still have ti to talk; I’m, I’m... umm... eating as fast as I can..."

The astonished guests snapped out of it and abandoned the full set of complicated Western dining etiquette, hurrying to the kitchen to grab bowls and chopsticks, as they helped themselves eagerly.

However, Zuzi’s remark, "Be polite, don’t grab," remained in their minds. Everyone ate with great enthusiasm, and yet everything was in perfect order.

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Famo Mansion.

Gu Shiyin was sitting on either side of the long table with the socialites, watching as Fang Yui directed the waiters to serve several plates of freshly prepared snails.

The etiquette for Western dining was complex, so the waiters served each al individually.

The socialites looked at the snails and discreetly licked their lips, waiting for everyone to be served before they began eating.

Gu Shiyin elegantly raised her glass: "So many unexpected things have happened lately, and so of my Ma Jia have caused trouble for everyone. Today’s gathering is to reconnect with my sisters and also to make ands. In the future, I will organize more culinary events to strengthen our bonds..."

Before she could finish,

Miss Zhou suddenly stood up, and her exclamation inadvertently interrupted her: "Oh my goodness, that’s truly fragrant, don’t you think?"

Gu Shiyin coughed: "Yes, snails do sll delightful."

Miss Zhou shook her head: "No, I’m not talking about the snails. It’s that aroma wafting up from downstairs, that freshly picked green vegetable from the farm, so naturally fresh it’s srizing!"

Gu Shiyin was extrely embarrassed and couldn’t help but reply with hidden sarcasm: "Miss Zhou, growing up pampered in the city, how could you know what freshly picked farm vegetables sll like?"

"I just know, it’s a woman’s intuition!" Miss Zhou quipped unreservedly, "Sorry, you all enjoy the snails; I want to go eat the greens!"

She decisively left her seat and hurried downstairs.

"One guest has refused to eat your food."

A sharp warning bell rang in Fang Yui’s mind.

She couldn’t help but shiver. Here it was again! Those damned picky chopsticks reminding her again.

Isn’t it supposed to be three people refusing before she’d gain weight? Why rush it already?

Fang Yui glanced down at her waist, which looked like it was wearing an inflatable ring.

As long as she could keep the other socialites’ appetites hooked and attract the diners lining up in the hall downstairs, she wouldn’t gain weight and would regain her charm, winning over the Fourth Master again.

She tightly gripped her chopsticks, forcing a smile, and encouraged them wholeheartedly: "The foie gras is also served, everyone can continue to enjoy."

In front of each person were two slices of foie gras and two baked snails.

Everyone picked up their knife and fork, and though they were facing the French foie gras and snails, for so reason, Chinese dishes inexplicably appeared in their minds, and Miss Zhou’s words about "freshly picked, naturally fresh" echoed continuously in their ears.

Yes, they all slled that aroma, and it really was incredibly enticing!

A woman’s intuition wouldn’t lie to them.